{ "Eating soft ice cream, Coney Island Queen" }
Miriam Josephine Arquette
Age & Grade
Seventeen || Twelfth Grade
Number of Years at Laurel
Ten
Sexual Orientation
Heterosexual
Group?
Influential
Family Industry
Textiles
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| Confident | Charming | Loyal | Dancing | Cooking | Distracting People | Receiving information without sharing any of her own | All Nighters |
Weaknesses
| Studying | Self-Indulgent | Defensive | Easily Distracted | Napoleon Complex | Lack Financial Frugality | Indiscreet |
Fears
Never making true personal connections
Never falling in love
Dying like Ariel did
Secrets
Opt.
{ Coy, Mysterious, Independent , Loyal }
{It's alarming honestly how charming she can be}
For years Mimi has become a sort of anomaly at Laurel. No one could seem to understand the fairy like girl who walked through the halls like they were her own personal fashion show. Many think that Mimi is high all the time but that is really just her temperament. She dances to the music in her head. For many people this confidence and whimsical nature makes her almost surreal like a goddess of some sort.
{She gives them butterflies, bats her cartoon eyes}
Mimi has always been almost oblivious to how much male attraction she attracts. She has a tendency to be very affectionate to the few people she actually trusts. It's not uncommon to see her kissing her friends on the mouth or sitting on their laps. She has an almost childish innocence that contradicts her sexual nature. Even with her whimsical nature and childlike lack of fear please don't be mistaken Mimi is not a virgin. She's had her share of hookups just like everyone else. Yet even with her throng of followers Mimi has never actually been in a serious relationship. Whether it's because of her fathers over protective nature, the confidence that makes her oh so intimidating or the fact the her family reeks of old money, whether she's a black sheep or not.
{She laughs like God, her mind's like a diamond }
If there is a Queen Bee Mimi is the princess of the school: Untouchable. She has this air of mystery around her. Hardly anybody really knows who Mimi is. I mean maybe you've spent vacations with her family on their private island or you've spend time with her in school. Though have you ever talked about her feelings? Probably not. She's the type of friend who shows up at your house ready to do anything necessary to cheer you up but will suffer in silence as it relates to her own. The truth of the matter is: Nobody bothered to try to know her.
{Only Seventeen but she walks the street so mean}
Mimi is the girl you want on your side. Even with her petite size she has an almost Napoleon complex. She hates to be underestimated. Even with the ladies training her mother insisted she take, Mimi is still the Queen of Coney Island. You mess with her friends and she will mess with you. She demands respect not only for herself but for the people around her. She sticks by her friends almost to a fault.
Sweet Coffee
Shopping
Horror Movies
Sushi
Energy Drinks
Bitter Coffee
Racial Prejudices
Talking about Ariel
Explaining herself
Spicy Food
"Well as you already know my mom's family is one of the biggest textile distibutors in Europe. My mom was born in England, she is Nigerian and English. In case you didn't know textiles are fabric, jewelry , beading, the works. We are a luxury textile distributor so we work with people like Zuhair Murad, Dolce & Gabbana, and Alexander McQueen. She moved to America to expand the company and somehow met my dad. My dad was actually the enemy his family owns a very large textile distibution company in Korea. So needless to say when they decided to get married neither of the families were too happy. However my mom is an only child so they had no choice but to accept it. My dad's family, not so much. It's not exactly a secret that they wanted him to marry a Korean girl of the same status. So that makes me and my sister the literal black sheeps of the family. Not that I had a bad childhood. I had the opposite, my mom was a real free spirit. Like we would talk out disagreements rather then play the "I said so" game. She was, well is, probably the coolest mom I could have ever asked for. Dad is obnoxiously in love with us. Whatever his girls wanted, they got. I mean he has always been super overprotective but... he's kinda a sucker for us. We were really close knit. Until Ariel died.
Dad enrolled us at Laurel when I was third grade and Ariel was in fifth. Ariel had no trouble fitting in. She was poised, nice, smart, and pretty. The teachers loved her, her peers loved her.... When Ariel was in sixth grade she was hanging out with eigth graders. I was just Ariels ardorably weird sister you know? Around eight grade Ariel changed she started going to crazy parties and popping prescription pills. I noticed the change instantly but nobody else seemed to. It wasn't until she overdosed one night that anybody even knew she had an issue. Then suddenly I was the only Arquette sister left and everybody around seemed to believe that the wrong sister died. I'll admit it pissed me off at first I mean my sister died and everybody was acting like it's my fault I'm alive, but eventually I shut down. I kind of stopped letting people in you know?
WIP waiting for interaction from other RP'ers PM me for ideas
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